A Warriors Struggle

A look into struggles that so many of us face


September 2015

The Day Time Stood Still

I remember the day as if it were yesterday. The smile on her face could put anyone in a daze.

I was shy and distant, but it was as if a bridge was instantly built to connect our hearts.

I slowly crossed the bridge, hanging on to the rails, I swept her off her feet once I seen it was real.

That very moment every clock stood still. Earths beautiful creatures created a delicate nest for us to fall into.

What would be the first word you say to the love of your life, if you knew for a fact it was her before you embraced?

Words these days don’t mean a thing, it’s the actions you take that speak your fate.

When opportunity knocks, will you open the door? Your clock could stop sooner than you think.

Passion, beauty, honesty, courageous, risky, sexy, graceful? What is the recipe to stop your clock?

When that moment comes and time does stop, what will you do with it? Will you turn a moment into a lifestyle or will you let it fade away?

We control our own destiny, the actions we take, the decisions we don’t make. You can always close the door on opportunity but will it ever come your way again?

Live for today and throw away yesterday. Make the moment your life and fill it with love. Give your partner an orgasmic experience that no one could touch.

We live in a society that settles for less. Give yourself credit and take what is rightfully yours. Use the powers vested in you to grab your ingredients to make your moment. Get rid of the trash and clean the plate, you are creating your own fate.

Live, Love, Laugh just 3 simple words. Come now, let’s take this journey.

Live: Be like a flower, swaying in the field, you absorb the light and reflect your beauty. Standing alone or with a hundred others you are always the same. You don’t change colors or fragrances, your exquisiteness is always graceful, simple and pure.

Love: Expose your heart and open your soul. Embrace the warmth and cover the cold. Give to the poor and share yourself more.

Laugh: Wake up in the morning with joy in your heart. Find a little humor from the very start. Laughter is the best medicine and helps the heart. Don’t be afraid to share your laugh, you never know whose day it will make.

The time has come to end this quest. I hope you found the things you need. Find your moment and stop your clock. Your time is now ticking, so go now before it’s too late.


A Different Kind of Battle

We hold a bond that cannot be explained. A piece of our heart is forever changed. 

When you are away the nights are long.

We try to sleep but all we can do is weep. 

We go through our day in silence. 

Just to ensure we can hear the phone ring. 

If we miss your call then our hearts break. 

The wounds are very real, the pain will last a lifetime. 

If we hear a knock our stomach drops. 

We pray to God it’s not what we think.  

When we hear about a fallen member. 

We band together and support each other. 

We are stronger than you could ever imagine. We are forged together with powerful tears. 

The battle we face is not like theirs, but the battle is fierce and leaves scars that will last forever. 

We count each day until you are home. 

We will spend our last dime just to send you love from home. 

We are proud, humble, strong and true.

We are fighting a different kind of battle. 

The Mighty Ones

What has this world come to that you must cast stones in each others eyes. 

You bicker back and forth over topics that will not change the world were in. 

You waste your time shunning the bright and you focus on causing destruction to the broken. 

We are not perfect, each soul is precious in its own way. Stop downplaying human life and focus your energy on coming up with a solution to fix that problem, not cause the problem. 

Each and everyone of us have some sort of struggle or demon inside. Let’s lean on each other and fight the battle together. We can be strong, we can be mighty, we can rise up and show them that we are ONE. 

When we see someone falling, let’s pick them up and bandage them, not add salt to their wounds. 

You get a high off of making us cry. I have news for you, these tears will be the death of you. 

We are a family, let’s hold on tight and take each step together. We will not be defeated and we will not leave another alone. 

We find power through the tears that we all share. Together we will soak them up and drown the ones that caused them.  

Hold my hand as we step forward and never look back! We are the Mighty Ones! 

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